“Don’t come any closer! Marcel! What on earth are you trying to do?” Alice held Marcel back as he came so close, as if he wanted to embrace her.
“Just for a moment, don’t you have any feelings for me? Don’t I look exactly like Morgan? I’ll ask you again, do you still love Morgan?” Marcel suddenly kissed Alice’s forehead.
Unconsciously, Alice pushed Marcel away and stepped back. She still seemed to harbour a fear of someone’s romantic gestures—those who were kind at first but eventually betrayed her.
“Sorry, but please don’t kiss my forehead. Marcel, I don’t want to fall in love again. I don’t love Morgan, I have already forgotten that painful love,” Alice replied.
“Sorry, I lost control.” Marcel walked away at once after apologising.
At that moment, Alice recalled that Morgan had forc
